To say that the view from the Eiffel Tower is breathtaking is understated and cliche. Turning twenty-one to the view of the City of Light below me gave me unbearable lightness, weighing me down. My thoughts while up there, with the tiny, cold dew drops wetting my face were just feelings. What I felt like was like I was the only being in the world, entirely grateful. Grateful for all the good times and the shit ones because they've made me who I am and I'm really OK with that. Grateful for my being able to appreciate life and the art around me. For the people in my life.
And what I feel now is nothing but eager; for the new people and places that wait for me, for the things I want but can't have, not yet. And I'm extremely grateful for where I am because I feel like right now, this is exactly where I need to be.
I think to say I'm giddy is about spot on. And maybe I'm growing up, or maybe I'm finally seeing sense but you realize that the celebration of your birthday lies not in some party or gift. Celebrating the day you were born is something private and intimate. It's you being thankful for being, for getting to live another year, for all that you've gone through.
On this special day to me, I wish everyone to be thankful for being who they are and to stop and appreciate whatever it is they have. The closer you look, the more you'll see.
And be high on life. Live mighty x
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